Chapter 300 Is there something wrong with your brain?
"Crabs can be made into sauce?" the waiter asked.
"Dad sent a letter back?" Ping'er asked.
"You mean there's silver now?" Fusheng asked.
The three people had different expressions, and they all blurted out the same sentence almost at the same time.
Baozhu proudly pulled Li Rong's letter out of her bosom, beaming, "Daddy's letter, hehehe, Mommy showed it to me first!"
"Father's letter!" The young servant seemed to just realize something, and immediately jumped up, eagerly looking at the letter.
Ping'er, however, took it directly before him: "You know a few words, can you understand it?"
Then, she turned around and looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with a smile: "Mother, may I take a look?"
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded with a strange expression.
Then I watched as the children excitedly read the letter over and over again.
The old man and Uncle Xin buried themselves in their food, seemingly knowing that no one was going to take it from them now, and they ate even faster.
Jiang Nuanzhi's gaze swept over the group of people, finally settling on the children.
"Here are two letters from your father."
Before cooking, Jiang Nuanzhi had finished reading all the other letters. To be honest, her feelings were quite complicated. She really couldn't understand why, after he had already sent back over eight hundred taels, he would send her back only twenty coins.
She looked through all the letters together. For a moment, she even thought that these kids might be behind the letters. But after comparing them repeatedly, the handwriting was correct; it was definitely his.
Therefore, this could only be the thing Jiang Nuanzhi least wanted to see.
Seeing how happy the children were, she couldn't help but feel worried.
It wasn't that she didn't believe in Li Rong's abilities; she simply didn't believe in his illness. Now, reading the letter he wrote, she knew he was probably having some mental issues. She frowned inwardly, deciding she should find a way to send a letter to Military Advisor Shen. She had entrusted Li Rong to deliver something to Military Advisor Shen; hopefully, he would remember. When Physician Shen saw it, he should observe him closely. She should also send him some medicine.
However, the children didn't seem interested in the other letters, glancing at them briefly before tossing them aside. They only held one letter and stared at it intently.
"And there's Xiao Xuanting's. He wrote a letter to each of you. Come and eat first, and after you finish eating, sit on the heated kang and read it."
After finishing the corn, Jiang Nuanzhi went to check on the stove. The crabs were also taken out of the pot, so she picked them all out, leaving a few for Dean Yue, and bringing the rest up. There were corn pancakes, roasted corn, and boiled corn; she left some of each for Dean Yue, and brought the rest to the table.
In September, the crab roe is plump and full; it's almost as if oil is about to ooze out when poked with chopsticks. One bite, and your mouth is filled with fresh and delicious flavor. Everyone sat together, gnawing on the crabs, and in no time, they had eaten half a bowl.
Unfortunately, the old man couldn't eat such crabs. He just looked at everyone with a resentful expression, having already bitten the corn in half.
Jiang Nuanzhi was both amused and exasperated: "You're allergic, so avoid this stuff. I'll make you fish tomorrow."
The old man continued to complain, "I didn't even eat any, how did you know I was allergic?"
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at his swollen lips and said, "Why don't you look in the mirror?"
The old man gritted his teeth and took another vicious bite of the broken ear of corn.
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"You really can't eat anymore. At your age, you should take care of your health."
The old man grimaced and took two more bites of the corn, tearing the corn cob to pieces.
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Crabs are considered cooling, so Jiang Nuanzhi still brewed a pot of Shaoxing wine. Worried the children wouldn't like the bitter taste, he added some candied fruit to make it warm. He brought it back and poured some for everyone. This way, both adults and children can drink a little.
Even Baozhu took a sip. The little girl grimaced at first, but her eyes lit up as she clung to Jiang Nuanzhi's arm, begging for another cup. Jiang Nuanzhi poured her a little more, letting the little glutton lick it little by little.
Everyone except the old man ate the meal with great enjoyment.
After the meal, Fu Man limped over and brought out the cooked rice tea.
Jiang Nuanzhi took it: "You silly girl, if your leg is injured, go and rest."
Fu Man stared at Jiang Nuanzhi with sparkling eyes: "Aunt Nuan, can I wash the fruit with you?"
She was so worried that she went to check on them. Aunt Nuan had utterly defeated those bastards. She had never seen anyone like her before. Aunt Nuan was incredibly powerful; she thought she was even more formidable than the village chief. Even though she was limping, she couldn't help but want to follow her.
Jiang Nuanzhi laughed and said, "What's wrong with that? Be careful with your legs. Even though it's just a sprain, you still need to rest for at least two hours."
"However, Aunt Nuan has to go out for a while, so you guys can take care of it at home first."
"Where are you going? It's chilly outside, Aunt Nuan. Is there anything you need? Let me go." Fusheng finished washing the dishes and immediately washed his hands.
Jiang Nuanzhi put on her coat and picked up the lunchbox she had packed: "No need, I'll go deliver some food to Dean Yue and also take a look at the new house. I'll also go check on the fields. Once you're all ready, focus on your studies, no need to wait for me."
Upon hearing this, the old man also put on his clothes.
Where are you going again?
"No, I'm not comfortable with that land either. I need to check on it quickly, lest some bastards squander it again."
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and said, "After today's deterrent, they should be quiet for a few days. I just happened to be passing by and wanted to take a look. It's cold, so you didn't have to make the trip."
"You talk too much. If you ask me, it's late at night, and you're a young lady, you should stay at home. I'll just go and take a look. Don't worry, even if there's a petty thief, I promise I won't kill him."
Jiang Nuanzhi was both amused and exasperated, but the old man simply walked straight into the night.
She immediately followed.
"What are you doing out here? Go back and stay put."
Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at the old man's displeased face, then smiled and hugged his arm: "I know you're thinking of me and came out to keep me company."
"Bullshit. I just came out to get some fresh air because I had nothing better to do!"
"Yes, yes, ventilation, ventilation!"
"You brat, what are you laughing at!"
"What are you doing? Can't a person laugh?"
"Then don't grab me."
“I’m going to grab it. Uncle Jing, why aren’t you using the whitening cream I gave you? You’ve gotten so dark lately.”
Hey! I'm angry!
"Go ahead and be angry."
"Believe it or not, I'll throw you out."
"Hehe, you don't believe me? Uncle Jing is the best to me."
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The two chatted back and forth, and soon they arrived at the new house.
However, upon seeing the scene in the courtyard of the new house, the expressions on both of their faces froze.
The old man raised an eyebrow and said with amusement, "Murder? You surnamed Yue, I didn't expect you to be so crazy? Crazier than me."
Jiang Nuanzhi swallowed hard. "I'm not trying to be mean, Dean Yue, but I've treated you very well. How could you turn my new house into a haunted house?"
(End of this chapter)
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